Chapter 1013 Breakaway

Gordon fought and retreated, taking advantage of the thirty or forty meters between him and the pursuer, and rushed through the corner in front of him.

In the middle of the road ahead, a cat-shaped mechanism that was more than one person tall and twisting constantly came into his sight. It was a sandstone provocative puppet.

Gordon immediately realized that this was the location of the trap. Looking up, the huge stalactite just above the provocative puppet was very eye-catching.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

If it was hit hard this time, the corpse dragon would have to pay attention to the top of its head when walking in the future.

Accelerating with full speed, Gordon rushed forward a few steps, and flew sideways to hide behind a rock that could barely hide him.

"giyuaaa!"

The corpse dragon screamed and rushed out of the corner of the cave, but because of insufficient limb strength, it almost couldn't stop its feet and hit the rock wall.

It was furious. As the master of the miasma valley, it had never felt so aggrieved since it became conscious.

At this moment, the constantly twisting provocative puppet appeared in its sight.

Fueled by reason, the anger burned fiercely. At this moment, it had no intention to carefully distinguish the difference between the provocative puppet and the hunter.

After all, the hunter did stop and turn around every time he ran for a while, blocking the road and fighting with it for a while

For various reasons, it subconsciously thought that this was the damn hunter!

"Giaaa!"

Regardless, the corpse dragon waved its dragon claws and slapped it down.

At the same time, it did not forget to keep some spare strength and was ready to jump back at any time. The hunter's defensive counterattack skills impressed it.

However, what it did not expect was that this claw actually hit the ground, and the hateful "hunter" was flattened on the ground by it.

Such a result made it stunned for a moment, but just as it retracted its claws, the "hunter" bounced up again and continued to twist.

He was still teasing himself! ! !

The remaining rationality of the Hazak Dragon burned out instantly. It roared and threw the provocative puppet to the ground, tearing and biting it madly, looking frantic and determined not to stop until it had torn the "hunter" into pieces.

Several dull crossbow firing sounds were heard in succession, and several armor-piercing grenades shot directly at the huge stalactites that were crumbling on the top of the Hazak Dragon's head.

But the Hazak Dragon, which was tearing the provocative puppet madly, did not notice it, which also made it lose the last chance to escape the trap.

The armor-piercing grenades were detonated one after another, and the deafening explosions finally attracted its attention, but it was too late.

The stalactites, which were already full of cracks, broke completely in the continuous explosions, and the large rock layers next to them collapsed together.

The Hazak Dragon, which was slow in reaction and movement, was about to jump back to avoid it, but was knocked to the ground by the giant stalactites, and the rock fragments that followed almost buried it.

Ansir and Gale quickly changed their bullets and prepared to launch a new round of fire suppression.

Gordon rushed out from behind the rock and waved at them, "Go! It can't stand up for a while, take this opportunity to retreat!"

At the moment, it seems that they have completely suppressed the corpse dragon, but once the latter finds a chance to stand up, it will use a large-scale miasma attack.

He is naturally fine with the stone guard, but the consequences of others being infected with the miasma of the corpse dragon are disastrous.

The paralysis thief dragons wandering in the corpse mountain, with rotten scales all over their bodies, blind eyes and white, and half-dead like zombies left a deep impression on him.

There is really no need to take this risk.

After receiving the order, Ansir and Hayata immediately put away their weapons. Gail hesitated for half a second, lowered the muzzle and put away the light crossbow.

The corpse dragon struggled, and the howling sound from hell was endless.

The hunters evacuated at full speed.

When the group used ropes to return to the Coral Plateau, the sun had already appeared on the horizon.

They were active in the Miasma Valley for nearly a whole day and night, much shorter than the three days planned in advance.

However, the trip was smooth enough, confirming the death of the Flame King Dragon and discovering many clues.

The most important thing is that the corpse dragon, which completely angered the Lord of the Miasma Valley, continued to risk staying at the bottom of the valley.

Gordon threw the miasma-resistant stone to his companions, and each of them wore it for a few minutes.

This can quickly inactivate the microorganisms attached to their armor and body surface to avoid infection.

Although a good bath can have the same effect, it is still unrealistic to take turns bathing in the wild.

After resting for half a day in a relatively safe and hidden reef cave and recovering their strength, the hunters set off on the return journey to the research base.

On the way back, everyone was more relaxed.

If they encounter an attractive looking Fang Pterosaur or something, they will also shoot two and roast them to fill their stomachs. Unfortunately, the good-cooking Pork Chop is not here, so the taste of the roast meat is always a little worse.

Gail has been trying to persuade Sandy to learn cooking skills

As for why Xianglan doesn't learn, Pork Chop actually taught it, but unfortunately, talent is a bit uncertain.

Not to mention Gordon and Hayata, who have decent roasting skills, even Ansir, who almost never takes over cooking, cooks better than it.

A few days later, when the hunters who missed Pork Chop's cooking skills returned to the research base, they even brought back some fresh raw meat.

Unfortunately, Pork Chop hasn't come back yet, which makes Gordon and others quite disappointed.

Gordon even had the urge to set out immediately to pick up Pork Chop.

But that was just an impulse. It was a good thing that Pork Chop had the opportunity to "further study", and he and others had more important things to do.

For example, reporting

In the large library, hunters and several scholars gathered here.

"Is it confirmed that the Flame King Dragon died in the Miasma Valley?" The slender pipe was spinning at the fingertips of the leader of the third phase regiment, but it was not lit.

"Well, the body has been confirmed." Gordon picked up the tail fragment they brought back.

"I found huge claw marks on its skull, and the wounds showed signs of healing, so it didn't die on the spot. It should have taken the initiative to go to the Miasma Valley after being seriously injured by some creature.

As for why the seriously injured and dying ancient dragon species took the initiative to enter the Miasma Valley to meet death? Or is it to escape pursuit and escape into the valley of miasma? "

"The former guess is more reliable, but the latter one is basically impossible. The environment in the Miasma Valley is not suitable for the Yanwang Dragon to survive, let alone for it to recover from injuries.

Even if it was to escape pursuit, it would not be able to go to the Miasma Valley, and it would be more like going to the Great Ant Mound Wasteland. "The leader of the third phase group waved his hands.

"Can I, please, take a look at that?" A very old scholar from the dragon tribe, who was trembling when he spoke, asked, pointing to the stump of the tail in Gordon's hand.

"Of course." Gordon leaned over and handed over the stump.

The old lady of the dragon tribe held up a magnifying glass and shakily observed the stump of the tail, especially the bone section and tufts of hair, and then she said:

"This should be an old Yanwangsaurus, very old. It can be seen from the color of the hair and the quality of the bones."

"This is Professor Sonali. He has worked in the Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau for many years. He has a deep understanding of Yanwangsaurus. He has written... well, he has written many papers that you have not read." The leader of the third phase of the delegation was simple. An introduction sentence.

Gordon: ".Hmm."

The brother and sister, the monitor of the research class and the leader of the third group, talk in exactly the same way.

"A very old Yanwanglong." Anhil repeated the old scholar's judgment and guessed:

"You are about to face the end of your life, but you are unwilling to die like this, so you go to the north of the mainland to find a powerful enemy and fight. After being seriously injured and defeated, do you take the initiative to enter the cemetery and die?"

The leader of the third phase group tapped his chin lightly, lit the pipe with a flint, took a breath and sighed slowly: "With the clues we have so far, it is difficult to make other guesses."

"But what about the Yanfei Dragon?" Hayata asked curiously: "Don't the Yanwang Dragon and the Yanfei Dragon usually appear in pairs?"

"Just hang up first."

Gale shrugged, "The old widower whose wife died went to find a strong man to fight in the ring, just to hasten his death and go to the other side to see his wife as soon as possible. Well, isn't it more romantic to think like this?"

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